Many people
Can't see no one
All night and day
They make their way
Ants are following
Their courses in lines
Bumping shoulders
Running against time
I shake or nod my head
And leave it behind
And so I'll never
Gonna cross it again
Many people
Can't see no one
All night and day
They make their way
In autopilot
They always do the same
Going through life
Without a name
It's always there
When you look at their eyes
An apportunity
To see what's inside
